“Hm. Didn’t you use to be a lot smaller?”
“Yes,” said Jinx. “Because I used to be six.”
― quote from Jinx
“...if you spent all your time being protected, you never got to find out anything new.”
― quote from Jinx
“I was banished,” said Reven proudly.
“What for?” Elfwyn pressed.
“The king said I was anathema.”
“He doesn’t like athemas?”
“Anathema means, like, accursed,” said Jinx. “Probably it was for robbing people.”
― quote from Jinx
“I’m not sure how people drink out of skulls,” Jinx added. Calvin had too many holes in him to make a good cup.”
― quote from Jinx
“I’ll accompany you too, fair lady,” said Reven. “I would fain meet your grandmother.”
“You would what?” said Elfwyn.
“He means he’d like to,” said Jinx. Some of the books in Simon’s house used old-fashioned words like that.”
― quote from Jinx
“Many things in life are difficult," said Reven, choosing his words carefully. "But to those who persevere, all things are possible. ”
― quote from Jinx
“Life is dangerous," said Simon. "Young people need to see the world.”
― quote from Jinx
“The king killed his brother, who was actually king, so that he could be king. Then the dead king’s wife and baby disappeared, on account the baby would’ve been king, so the brother probably killed them, too. They do that kind of thing all the time, kings do. They can kill anybody they don’t like.”
― quote from Jinx
“IT is an eternal phenomenon: the insatiate will can always, by means of an illusion spread over things, detain its creatures in life and compel them to live on. One is chained by the Socratic love of knowledge and the delusion of being able thereby to heal the eternal wound of existence; another is ensnared by art’s seductive veil of beauty fluttering before his eyes; still another by the metaphysical comfort that beneath the flux of phenomena eternal life flows on indestructibly: to say nothing of the more ordinary and almost more powerful illusions which the will has always at hand. These three planes of illusion are on the whole designed only for the more nobly formed natures, who in general feel profoundly the weight and burden of existence, and must be deluded by exquisite stimulants into forgetfulness of their sorrow.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, quote from The Birth of Tragedy
“My thoughts on the descent of our moral prejudices – for that is what this polemic is about – were first set out in a sketchy and provisional way in the collection of aphorisms entitled Human, All Too Human. A Book for Free Spirits, which I began to write in Sorrento during a winter that enabled me to pause, like a wanderer pauses, to take in the vast and dangerous land through which my mind had hitherto travelled. This was in the winter of 1876–7; the thoughts themselves go back further. They were mainly the same thoughts which I shall be taking up again in the present essays – let us hope that the long interval has done them good, that they have become riper, brighter, stronger and more perfect! The fact that I still stick to them today, and that they themselves in the meantime have stuck together increasingly firmly, even growing into one another and growing into one, makes me all the more blithely confident that from the first, they did not arise in me individually, randomly or sporadically but as stemming from a single root, from a fundamental will to knowledge deep inside me which took control, speaking more and more clearly and making ever clearer demands. And this is the only thing proper for a philosopher. We have no right to stand out individually: we must not either make mistakes or hit on the truth individually. Instead, our thoughts, values, every ‘yes’, ‘no’, ‘if ’ and ‘but’ grow from us with the same inevitability as fruits borne on the tree – all related and referring to one another and a testimonial to one will, one health, one earth, one sun. – Do you like the taste of our fruit? – But of what concern is that to the trees? And of what concern is it to us philosophers? . . .”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, quote from On the Genealogy of Morals
“If other furniture items could see his actions that day, and if that same furniture then had dreams… well they’d have been horrific nightmares of wooden destruction at the hands of a metal clad monster, i.e. Dorian Thornbear.”
― Michael G. Manning, quote from The God-Stone War
“As I look back on the time I've spent with him, loving him, learning him, I'm grateful for the moments. Because in the end, it's the moments that make life worth living...”
― Marie Hall, quote from A Moment
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too, Synthia. Forever will never be long enough with you.”
― Amelia Hutchins, quote from Seducing Destiny
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